As Minho was struggling to work up a fire for the both of you, you were curled up in a ball with a blanket over your shoulders for warmth. You were about ready to complain until you realized it’d be wrong to sound ungrateful for Minho’s efforts. Despite knowing he probably wished you never went along with him.

After multiple attempts, Minho sat down on the ground in defeat. You two had no other choice but to huddle each other for warmth, and that was something you were trying to avoid with him.